His voice was rough, deep. The dark timbre sent shivers racing over her body as she trembled beneath him, her hands reaching up to touch his bare shoulders while his fingers went to the button of her jeans.
Sharp explosions of sensation began to vibrate through her clit, her vagina, as a maelstrom of pleasure whipped through her body.
Finally. God, finally he was touching her as she needed to be touched, holding her, sliding the jeans and thong from her to bare the sensitive, damp folds of her pu**y.
“God. Oh hell, Kelly.”
Her eyes opened at the serrated sound of his voice, her lashes fluttering over her eyes as she focused on his face. His expression was primal, intent as he stared between her thighs before lifting his gaze to hers.
“You’re wet for me.” His hand reached out, his fingers running through the drenched slit as she arched, a broken cry leaving her lips at the wake of fire that trailed with his touch.
Then she lost her breath entirely as he brought those fingers to his lips, tasting her, his gaze deepening, his eyes growing brighter as he suddenly moved from the bed, his hands going to his own jeans.
Within seconds he was naked, his hard body gleaming with sweat, the engorged crest of his erection glistening with pre-come.
“I want to taste you,” she whispered then, lifting up, reaching for him, desperate for him.
He was hard. Heavy. Her fingers wrapped around the base of his c**k and her head lowered, her tongue swiping over the engorged head.
Oh he liked that. The mushroomed head pulsed and spilled a glistening droplet of pre-come. Which she had to lick off. Taste.
“Put it in your mouth.” His hands were in her hair now, his green eyes glittering with lust. “Suck it, baby.”
Her lips opened slowly as he pressed the thickly flared head against them, cupping over it as it slid into the warmth of her mouth.
A tight grimace pulled at his lips. “Fuck yeah. God, you look pretty. So sweet and pretty.”
Kelly swiped her tongue over the throbbing crest, moaning at the dark, erotic taste of his flesh as he began to move, to thrust in small, easy movements against her lips as she began to suck delicately.
It was so good. So sexy. Her gaze was locked on his, her mouth filled with his erection as her hands stroked the straining shaft.
It was the stuff of fantasies. His hands pulling at her hair, burying his c**k almost to her throat while his muscles strained from hunger. Hunger for her. For her touch. For her body.
“Not yet, baby. I can’t come yet. Oh, God, not yet.” He held her back, controlling her needy denial as he pulled his c**k from her lips. One hand pressed her back to the bed as he moved between her thighs once again. “Let me have you first, Kelly. Just this once, baby.”
His hands restrained her gently, pressing her back to the bed as his head lowered to the wet folds between her thighs, and her senses ignited.
His tongue rasped over the bare, tender flesh with the softest stroke, licking at her, burning her with each touch as she fought to get closer.
It wasn’t enough. She needed more.
“Rowdy…” Her wail of need tore from her throat as his tongue flickered around her clit, sending pulsating, fiery fingers of sensation wrapping around the tight bundle of nerves. Kelly strained closer, her head thrashing on the bed as her hands dug into his hair and she fought to hold him to her.
Just another second. She knew if he would linger right there, right where the pleasure burned deeper, then the agonizing need tearing through her would ease.
Just another second.
She cried out again as he hummed against her flesh, his hands parting her legs further before she felt the slightest pressure at the entrance to her vagina. A parting, a caress that sent her senses spinning.
“Rowdy, please…please…” She couldn’t hold back the pleas, the need for release.
“So sweet,” he crooned against her clit, causing her to jerk, to arch, the terrible need tormenting her only growing by the second now.
Wicked electric arcs of pleasure whipped over her flesh as perspiration began to cover her body and the hunger straining in every cell drove her closer to the brink. She needed. She ached.
She screamed as his lips covered her clit, his tongue flickering as he suckled at her flesh and stars exploded before her closed eyes.
Release was cataclysmic; it erupted inside her, drawing her muscles tight, pulling her upper body forward as she fought for something to hold onto, to find a sense of balance. A balance that couldn’t exist within the fiery ecstasy overtaking her.
“Jesus! Kelly.” Rowdy rose fiercely between her thighs, a hazy image invading her senses as she stared back at him, dazed, uncomprehending until she felt the sudden, thick pressure parting her, pressing against the convulsing entrance to her vagina.
“Now.” She couldn’t scream, she could barely speak. “Please. Please…”
Her hands gripped his wrists now, her upper body still tense, tight, lifting to him as her gaze dropped between her thighs. There, straining, thick, his c**k pressed against her as his h*ps began to press closer.
“Rowdy.” The thin, pleading sound of her own voice was unfamiliar to her ears.
“Easy. Easy, baby.” He was panting, his hard abs flexing, thighs tightening.
“No.” She couldn’t help watching, seeing the thick length of his erection, the heavy veins throbbing, the tight flesh steel hard and iron hot. “Now.” She lifted closer, moaning in painful need as her flesh began to stretch.
“Kelly. Baby.” His c**k slid in deeper, the dark crest disappearing inside her and causing the untouched muscles to convulse as the dampness increased, easing his way.
Her eyes lifted to his, seeing the color blazing from within his dark face, his expression a grimace of painful pleasure.
“Don’t wait.” She couldn’t bear the waiting. “Please.”
The sudden jolt of his h*ps buried him deeper as Kelly shuddered at the tight penetration, her head hitting the mattress as her h*ps lifted closer.
She was consumed with pleasure. It burned through her nerve endings, clenched her womb, convulsed her vagina, and demanded satisfaction.
“Now.” Her h*ps lifted in a sharp, quick move as he fought to penetrate her slowly, to ease inside her. She didn’t want ease. She wanted the burn, the destructive, flaming pleasure she could feel building inside her.
And it came. The sudden upthrust buried his flesh deeper inside her, breaking through her virginity, sending a burst of rapture, sharp and much too short, through her system.